“but we are not foreigners to each other; we are the pressure on the inside of the skull, the struggle among the rocks for more room, the shove and giveway, the grudging love, the old hatreds. Why fear the knife that could sever us, unless it would cut not skin but brain?”— Margaret Atwood, from Two-Headed Poems
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